Originally posted on toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish):
Hey there all of you Ginger Rogers’s and Fred Astaires, let’s dance! It’s Day Twenty-Three of NanoPoblano AKA National Blog Posting Month (but with a cadre of peeps going by the moniker of as Cheer Peppers) and I’m back with another slice of poetry pandemonium.…
Category Archives: Poetry
Control
Playing, positive, pleasure, Words, wistful, wonder, Games, graceful, gratification, Modish, match, mastermind, Male, mission,mesmerise, Beware, bewitch, brazen, Flirt, forsee, future, Danger, dalliance,dependence, Raise, rules, rocking, Prey, prophetic, paralysis, Hedonistic,hope, hunger, Ego, extra, extended, Reason, rationalise, stay in control.
What is the game?
You need to look carefully judge the right moment dally for a second you could lose line of sight the numbers are quite crucial to help you move along if you fail to hit them the game will go quite wrong wings the size of Icarus are not the secret of success you need smallContinue reading “What is the game?”
A megabyte of madness
A megabyte of madness – A Villanelle You became a megabyte of madness Since we met life’s never been the same We frankly share happiness and sadness No false catechism staunches blackness We listen truly and do not shame You became a megabyte of madness We share our secrets with a cheerfulness Plus a tutContinue reading “A megabyte of madness “
Hustling
Rushing rushing Frenetically hustling Life is busy full of strife Where can I find the simple life Bustling hustling Ever tussling No time to listen To watch the world glisten Rushing rushing Frenetically hustling Life is busy full of strife Where can I find the simple life I need a space To slow my paceContinue reading “Hustling”
Journey
The journey goes on The wheel of life turns A new awakening burns Thankful to see New ideas to set me free Moving through life Things I can influence Continue reading “Journey”
How to read poetry
Red flags like pools of blood
Red flags like pools of blood We listened at the keyhole Papa talking to Mama and Aunt Catherine They talk of Bolsheviks drinking blood from such as us we must leave for Paris soon even in the depth of winter snow covering the ground Mama heavily pregnant We hear a sound and rush to ourContinue reading “Red flags like pools of blood”
Oasis in Time
Oasis in Time We are strangers connected in the stratosphere combining life and fantasy although familiarity knowing the other is becoming more a reality We touch bases sharing our lives, the parts we want to share are we misrepresenting is it a swizz Our time spent in banter, play, in idle chat, with sexy innuendoContinue reading “Oasis in Time”
Hold the joy
Hold the joy of the moment Keep it safe within Whatever happens tomorrow Don’t let the demons in When things pan out in abundance Remember, the moments of bliss They are yours to keep and treasure To forget them would be remiss If dreams don’t work out and life is hard Don’t give into despair,orContinue reading “Hold the joy “
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 